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Bersambung, Awal publikasi Agt 15, 2014
(Peeta's point of view)
Today was the day, the day of the reaping. The reaping is when one courageous teenage woman and man would compete for their lives in a killing game called the hunger games. There is only one winner and the winner is usually from district 1. I'm from district 12, the lowest district. Today is the day of that random choosing and of course like every year, the butterflies begin to come into my stomach. I'm sixteen years old , the youngest to be chosen is 12  and the oldest is 18. 
" welcome, welcome! To the 74th annual hunger games!" Says Effie trinket with excitement into her voice. 
"Today is the day of our choosing of one courageous young man and woman to fight in the hunger games. As usual , ladies first." She walks over to the glass ball filled with all of the girls  names from district 12. She slowly moves her hand around each name and finally picks one. As she pulls back both sides of the name tag, she taps the mike and says,
" primrose everdeen "
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The 136th Hunger Games oleh High_Queen2
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When Kira Blackwood's name is reaped, she knows she's screwed. How is she supposed to survive in a fight to death with twenty-three other tributes, all of whom want to get out alive as much as she does? Not to mention, the thought of killing somebody twists her stomach into all sorts of unnatural shapes. Despite secretly training for the Games in the cow pastures surrounding her home, and being pretty handy with a knife, Kira's kind heart may be the thing that holds her back the most. However, as she navigates through the opulent world of the Capitol, and then the arena itself, Kira starts to realize that maybe, just maybe, it's not the dead she should pity, but the Victor. After all, no one ever really wins the Hunger Games. Survives, sure. But wins? Never. ~~+~~ Please Note: This is set in a world where the 2nd Rebellion failed. All usurpers were executed (except those pesky star-crossed lovers, who knows where they ran off to), District 13 was destroyed for good (but District 12 was rebuilt, on the basis that the Capitol realized that it actually really needed coal), and the Hunger Games were reinstated. Disclaimer: I don't own any of the rights to the Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins, or to the Lionsgate adaptation of her books. (Obviously.) All characters of my creation are copyrighted. ~~+~~ Thank you so much for reading this, it really means so much to me!!! :) I hope you enjoy, and love it as much as I do! (Also sorry for the length, I sort have this thing for details... and long, run-on sentences... and long, run-on sentences stuffed with details...) Please note: This story is technically incomplete, bc I still want to write a few more scenes after the Games like the interviews and stuff, maybe of the Victory Tour, but I've marked it as complete bc...junior year of high school. Ain't no way that I'm finishing this anytime soon. Hopefully over Christmas break I'll get back around to it.
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"Do you remember what I said about you the day of the reaping?" Finnick nodded. "I genuinely believed every word-" "I know you did," He smiled thoughtfully, "I've never heard you say a single thing that felt scripted. You always just- say what you want to. What you're thinking I've always enjoyed that about you." "Except I don't Finnick," Kaianna scoffed, "not always anyway." "And not right now." He corrected. "Not right now," Kaianna agreed. Her green eyes shined with an emotion that Finnick recognized immediately, from feeling it himself. They understood what each other were feeling, and exactly what was being said without words. Which was good, considering neither of them had the guts to say it out loud, "probably not ever." "That's not true." He smiled knowingly. "The point is," Kaianna dodged his belief easily, "my view on you is starting to change. I've been able to see you from a different perspective, and I never would've let that happen on my own." "I believe that." He chuckled. "Don't take it personally," She shrugged. When she looked in his eyes, she knew he somehow didn't understand where she was coming from, "everyone I've ever loved, has been stolen from me. To get to know someone, is to let yourself care about them, and all that does, is put them in danger. In my experience at least."